February 13, 2018

Tuesday, 13th of February -- Lots of you are like me -- cold, covers to the nose. Critters snuggled in between your legs, behind your knee, around your neck.
Only two of you did your walking. I hope you did it and just didn't mention it to me (I, of course, pass it on to the mentions to give gold stars or kicks in the butt)
Olympics: Two seventeen year olds -- the women's half pipe and the men's snowboarding -- golds. Can you imagine? You're 17, as in you can barely legally drive, and you win the best in what you do in the entire fricking world? I do wonder what those kids were thinking while the anthem was being played. If you know a 17-year-old, ask him/her how he'd/she'd feel.
No more being slackers -- (Janice, you're okay, you're dead on your feet). Come on, guys, you have only one bod -- treat it right. You're stiff, aren't very flexible? It doesn't matter if you're ten or eighty -- you keep that bod moving, stretched, mobile, supple -- today after your cardio -- on your back on the floor, one hand behind your head, the other on your stomach, pressing down, and one leg bent or straight as you can and lift and lower other leg slowly twelve times, feeling those abs working under your hand. Okay?